Let us all go?
CYRANO.
Come, all of you, the Doctor, Isabella, Leander, all! Come as a bevy pleasant and frolicsome! Come, and let the fantasy of Italian farce tinkle through the rumble of to-night's Spanish drama, surrounding it with jingles like a tambourine!
THE WOMEN (jumping for joy).
Bravo! Quick, a wrap! a hood!....
JODELET.
Let us proceed!
CYRANO (to the violins).
Will the violins supply the music?